Graves
the leaves
are wet with rain
a final sip
before they fall away
leaving bones of bark
skeletal
would that a bird
give it blush
the moon its dress
the rain its jewels
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Graves
Published inTamiko Lowery
Poetry
Graves
the leaves
are wet with rain
a final sip
before they fall away
leaving bones of bark
skeletal
would that a bird
give it blush
the moon its dress
the rain its jewels
TL